Only two days after giving me the keys to her belt, Unique was at my door asking for them back. She had been adamant that she didn't want the keys until New Year's at the earliest. She said the denial was just too much for her and had assumed she would be able to find a way to orgasm if needed. While empathetic to her plight, I wouldn't be much of a keyholder if I just gave her the keys back. Instead, I offered Unique a challenge. If she could escape a bit of bondage where she had access to the keys, including those to her belt, she could free herself. Failure to escape might have its own consequences, but there was no need to worry about that. If she was as desperate as she let on, she would easily escape.  
Visiting for the first time, Kat was overwhelmed by the amount of toys, restraints, and stacks of raw materials. After all, outside of a shipping department, it is not every day you see a floor-to-ceiling shelf full of pallet and plastic wrap. Realizing what it was for, she got excited and pleaded to be mummified. In spite of her love of bondage, she had never managed to get herself mummified before. Who was I to deny her request? 
Over a year ago, Brat had locked herself up with a MagBound magnet against a wall. After setting her release timer incorrectly, she was stuck for hours until the battery finally ran out. Since then, she'd become convinced she knew how to escape one if given the chance. Sensing a challenge, I set a pair up against the wall with a few extra elements in case she had plans to cheat. Brats will be brats, after all. 
I'd tied up Camila enough times to know one thing for certain: she didn't just like to be tied up, she loved to give you a reason to torment her and cinch the ropes just a bit tighter. Despite knowing this, she couldn't help but turn her brattiness up to eleven. I knew she was baiting me, but in this case, I was perfectly okay with it. Already tied tight to a pole, more ropes were used to cinch her elbows together behind her back. One more went from her wrists to her crotch rope, ensuring every struggle dug it in a bit deeper. 
As it turns out, letting Luna come up with ways to torment her is always a winner. Though, in this case, it may be a little self serving. Using a dildo attachment and iron pipe mounted to a post, Luna found herself mounted on a immobile one bar prison. Arm length latex mittens are slipped on while belts secure them in a chicken wing tie. As a final touch, a large red ball gag is secured in her mouth. Even with the gag, it was easy to see how much she was enjoying trying to escape her perch. |
